His Abused Mute Luna

Chapter Nineteen

"Don't worry, we'll protect you if anything happens, but nothing will happen. Whitney's just paranoid," she reassured, clicking play on the movie and digging into the bowl full of multiple different candies.

I could hardly breathe because I ate too much too quickly. It was all so good and I couldn't believe I never had the luxury of eating them.

Who knew life could be so good?

"I don't watch horror movies cause they have to get their ideas from somewhere, so they're either: one, based on true events, or two, there are people out there psycho enough to have these disturbing ideas going through their heads. Either way, I don't feel safe," she defended, taking another bite out of the chocolate bar in her hands, "who watches these for enjoyment anyway? Why would anyone want to be scared? Our lives are scary enough."

Gabbie shot her a look as I watched the two girls on the television do what we were doing. They were having a sleepover and also watching something disturbing. The paralleled situation intrigued me and I blocked out Gabbie and Whitney's conversation, gluing my full attention on the movie.

One of the girls were freaked out while the other was brushing it off, until the phone abruptly rang, making both girls become spooked.

Suddenly, a loud ringing came from reality and I jumped, whipping my head to look over. I saw someone's phone ringing on the nightstand.

"Nope! Nu-uh! f**k this, f**k that, f**k off, and f**k y'all. I'm not playing these games with you guys! You know I hate this!" Whitney yelled, jumping off the bed and Gabbie grabbed her arm, yanking her back down.

"I'm not playing!" She panicked, averting her gaze to me, "are you doing this?"

I furrowed my eyebrows, "how would I?"

"Oh, right," she mumbled, screaming alongside Whitney when someone knocked on the door. I watched them hug each other tightly, fear filling their expressions, and I frowned.

Standing up, I walked over to the door and opened it, my frown deepening when I didn't see anyone standing outside.

"Angel, shut the door!" Whitney shrieked, both of them trembling violently against each other, so I closed the door and walked back over.

Her phone rang again and they screamed, squeezing each other until their bodies turned pale. I sat on the edge of the bed, not understanding why nothing is scaring them. It's just a phone and nobody's outside the door, why are they freaking out? There's nothing around to be afraid of.

More knocks thudded against the door right after the phone stopped ringing and they shoved their heads into each other's shoulders. I slid off the bed and went back over to the door, opening it anticipating the hallway to be empty just like before.

"Th—"

In my moment of unthought, panicked horror upon seeing someone standing there, I threw my arm and let out a tiny squeak in surprise.

"Oh my god!" I heard Whitney wail, snapping me back from my frozen state of terror to see Blaine holding his face, aggressively mumbling incoherent words to himself.

"You just punched him in the face!" Gabbie came up from behind me, no longer scared but instead laughing hysterically, "oh my god, you're amazing! I guess it really is your instinct to protect us, human or not!"

Protect? He wasn't even doing anything.

I felt myself stiffen when I saw blood leaking through his fingers, their previous fear transferring to me.

"What the hell," he groaned, keeping his hand over his nose with another grunt, "what did I do?"

"I am so sorry," I exhaled, struggling to keep my tears at bay while taking a step back with full expectation he was going to hit me in return.

"It's not a problem at all, Luna, don't worry about it. I'm great," he forced a smile and moved his hand, showing that the blood stopped and Whitney wrapped her arms around him, clinging to his side and rubbing his arm comfortingly.

"Why are you back so early anyway? And where's Axel?" Gabbie was now calmed down and looking behind him, her eyebrows scrunching after seeing he's the only one in the hall.

"That's actually why I'm here," he paused, his words tearing my heart into shreds.

What happened to Axel?

What did Jade do?

"Where is he, Blaine?" She asked firmly and her features darkened.

"We were sort of... um, ambushed, and I got out," he admitted, making her growl and punch the doorframe. I flinched at the loud sound, taking a cautious step back from her.

"That's such bullshit! Axel alone can easily take out those good for nothing hunters, but with you and Danny? He's holding back! Why the f**k is he doing that? Why the hell isn't he—" she abruptly stopped when she saw him look at me, her anger fading as if she just realized I was still standing here.

"For her."

Axel's in trouble because of me?

My throat began to swell and I felt a familiar burning in my chest, heat slowly filling my body and my bashfulness began sizzling into nothing the more it grew.

"Take me to him," I demanded, more fire flowing through me that I wasn't able to control.

He widened his eyes and shook his head, "he'd kill me if I ever took you anywhere near them."

"This is my fault. I have to help, she'll take me over him," I frowned, my panic and frustration levels raising, but Gabbie put a hand on my shoulder.

"He doesn't need help, Angel, I was just kind of irate that he let them have the upper hand because that means I can't have fun. We won't put your life in danger. If he can't, or won't, take care of the problem, he'll find a way out of it and think of a solution. I promise you, he's going to be fine," she flashed a smile of reassurance, shaking my shoulder a bit to lighten the mood, "there's a reason he's our Alpha. There's high requirements one has to meet in order to fulfill the position, and the wolf who does the best in those courses takes the role. Nine times out of ten, the Alpha and Luna's child does, which is why most packs canceled the trials and just passed on the title to their firstborn."

I nodded slowly, her confidence assuring me a bit so I feigned a smile at her. My negative feelings were still off the wall but I pushed them down and forced myself to trust her words.

"What were you guys doing anyway? I heard you two nincompoops scream," he said, glancing at his mate when she moved away from him and entered the room.

"We were watching a horror movie," Gabbie answered, stepping aside and allowing him to walk in just as Whitney walked out of the bathroom with her shirt off.

I widened my eyes, looking around the room and at everyone else to see they were calm and not at all embarrassed like I was. Gabbie remained neutral and Blaine was openly gawking her.

Is this normal?

"I know how Gabbie is with her towels, so just use this," she handed him her now dripping wet shirt, averting her eyes to me and frowning, "are you okay?"

"Uh... now that I r-remember, how do you use that?" I awkwardly pointed at the triangular fabric over her very full breasts. The sight jolted slight envy through me.

She furrowed her eyebrows before realizing, "oh! You mean a bra? Girl, I'm so sorry, let's get you up to date with your body!" She looked at Gabbie who was at her dresser, throwing a new shirt that she caught and slid on.

"You guys do that, I have to go with this dumbass," she groaned with an eye roll, shooting him a look that he returned, "sometimes I hate being an Alpha's sister. I have to cover for his ass whenever he's gone because Blaine panics by himself," she muttered, earning an elbow to the side.

She glared and did it back, making him hunch over with a loud grunt and Whitney giggled next me, however, I felt myself wanting to drop to the floor before they turned on me next.

"Agh... s**t, woman, you hit like a man," he groaned, clenching Whitney's now bloodied shirt and standing back up. He flinched, a squeak leaving his mouth as she pretended to throw another hit that made me flinch.

"And sometimes, I love being an Alpha's sister," she laughed, turning and pulling me into an unexpected hug without even realizing, "it was amazing to hang with you! I never expected you to be so brave! Definitely Luna material!"

She pulled back and moved onto Whitney, embracing her in a hug before pulling away and stepping aside to give Blaine access to her.

He scooped her up and spun her around, grinning at her giggles then setting her down. She pushed herself on her tiptoes as soon as her feet hit the floor, grabbing his jaw and connecting their lips.

"I'll be back for you, baby," he whispered against her lips and I looked at Gabbie, seeing her roll her eyes and shake her head at me.

"Mates," she muttered, "I'm so glad you and Axel aren't this mushy," she added, returning her attention to the couple who were now quite deeply smacking their lips against each other's, "yet," she grumbled.

"Okay, you two, not in my room!" She cleared her throat, breaking them apart forcefully and shoving Blaine toward the doorway, "I'll see you guys later!"

With that, they entered the hall and left our line of sight.

"She's just mad she has yet to find her mate and she's already twenty. She's really afraid she will end up like Axel, if not worse," Whitney said, a frown finding her lips, "I sometimes wonder if that family is cursed," she whispered to herself, making me want to question but she smiled and signaled out the door with her head.

"Anyways, let's go show you a thing or two about bras."